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Fifty Days	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > Het-Male/Female > L/Misa Views: 2866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: "Fifty Days"

Author: Sashocirrione

Spoilers: MAJOR Spoilers for everything up to chapter 58 of the manga and episode 25 of the anime. Spoiler for L's real name. Minor spoilers for the entire second half of the series (for example, if you don't know who Mello and Near are, this will spoil you a little).

Warnings: NO UNDERAGE READERS. Rated M for a reason. Sexual activities, swearing, violence. Torture. Bondage. Rape-like situation with serious sexual abuse and consent issues. Suicide. Extremely gross in one or two scenes. Foodplay. Not my usual fluffy ending. Religious themes.

Summary: L has won, and Light is now a useless blabbering idiot who can't do anything other than the controlled actions L wrote down for him, so Misa decides to take L prisoner and get some revenge. Mind games, bondage and manipulation. Has L underestimated Misa, or has Misa underestimated L? This is a sick, twisted LxMisa, not nice. There are two distinct halves to this fic. The first half is focused on captivity and torture, with elements of suspense. The second half is a plotty mystery leading to a big climax. There are moments of fluff but overall this is a fairly dark fic.

Pairing: LxMisa

Additional Notes: All canon events previous to anime episode 25 (manga chapter 57-58) have occurred as normal.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, and I do not make any money from these writings.

CHAPTER 1: Day One

When L regained consciousness, he couldn't move or see. He struggled, and from the feeling of his bindings he thought he was probably in a straightjacket. A blindfold smothered and enclosed most of his face. He could feel air on his legs from just above his knees downwards, and although there were straps across his crotch to bind his thighs, he could feel more air circulation in that area than was normal with pants. He guessed he was wearing a hospital gown or something similar. As far as his position, he was upright, almost in a standing posture, and he could feel something behind him that he was strapped to.

From what L could deduce, he thought he was in exactly the same sort of restraints that he had put Misa in when he first captured her. Misa! This was all her fault! L thought back over recent events, trying to figure out where he went wrong. Underestimating Misa was the biggest mistake, but even if he hadn't underestimated Misa, the shinigami would have still proven to be an unexpected danger. L had known he was in a desperate situation, that's why he'd written Light's name down along with instructions that Light would honestly and completely confess his misdeeds, but L hadn't realized just how desperate the situation really was, with two Kiras and a shinigami all working against him.

When Light failed to meet with Misa in front of the investigation building, she had launched a plan the two of them had already agreed on. Every investigator except L and Watari died at the same moment that a mob of people a few thousand strong surrounded the building. Rem had announced then that she was on Misa's side and that this was a contingency plan and any attempt to resist would result in exceptionally painful controlled deaths for both L and Watari.

Light had just sat on the floor laughing as he endlessly confessed every bad thing he'd ever done - including the Kira murders along with spitballs he'd launched in class as a kid and candy he'd stolen from his sister. The mob broke through all the security doors with axes, rendering all the checkpoints and retina scanners and metal detectors useless. Then the mob rushed into the building and grabbed L and Watari. L had expected that his face was being exposed to some camera and then he would die, but instead he was injected with something that made him lose consciousness. Next, he'd woken up in these restraints that probably were the very same ones he'd used on Misa. He wondered if it was the same interrogation room as well.

L didn't want to give any satisfaction to his captors. If they realized he was awake, they might start in on torture right away. On the other hand, he couldn't feign unconsciousness forever, and the sooner he started interacting the sooner he might get a way to think himself out of the situation. Who was holding him? Misa? The mass of rioters that had broken into the investigation center? Perhaps Light, if he had managed to create a loophole in the details of death L had written down?

Tentatively, L called out, "Misa? Anyone? May I be told why I am here?"

A voice said, "L Lawliet, you have sinned against the god of the new world."

It was L's voice, and the speaker knew his real name. Well, it was L's electronic voice modulator. There was no way to be sure of who was on the other end, except that it couldn't be Light. Light was unable to stop confessing his misdeeds except when he needed to attend to bodily functions or his voice started to give out. Unless, perhaps, Light was eating or sitting on a toilet right now while he talked.

"You bastard," the voice said, "you've killed Light, and his remaining life is a torment. All he does is sleep, eat, go to the bathroom and confess what he's done. He won't even consummate our relationship."

"Misa," L said, "from what I know about Light, I'm sure he was planning to kill you the moment you stopped being useful to him or that you became any kind of liability. I saved your life as well as my own."

L heard a sob over the voice modulator, and then Misa said, "He has said that. It's your fault he's saying those things."

L said, "Misa, read what I wrote in the notebook. I did specify honesty. Whatever he is telling you now is the truth."

Misa quietly said, "I know, and I would have been willing to die for him. You messed things up. It shouldn't be him dying so I live. It should be the other way around."

"Misa," L said, "what do you plan for me?"

Misa said, "You'll stay like this for as long as I did. Everything you did to me, I'll do to you, including asking you questions you don't know the answer to and accusing you of being Kira over and over. Maybe I'll even make it worse for you than it was for me. Then, when the fifty days are up, I'll decide what to do. I might write down a very painful and humiliating death for you. Maybe I should force you to masturbate in public, somewhere thousands of people can see you, on a stage or on live television."

L sighed. He didn't really care what other people thought of him. Public shame was bad, but it wasn't what he truly feared. If he was going to die anyway, he preferred it to be painless. L hoped Misa was not too sadistic or creative. But, her plan gave him hope. If she intended to keep him like this for fifty days, she wouldn't be able to write his name down until 23 days from the end of that period. From the Yotsuba data, it was clear Higuchi couldn't kill further than 23 days into the future. So, L had at least 27 days, perhaps longer, to figure out how to escape.

But, escaping was not the real issue. Even if L got out of his restraints and then out of whatever place he was in, Misa had two death notes and knew his name, so she could just kill him. Even if L managed to steal or destroy both death notes, the shinigami could still write his name down. So, L needed some plan more complex than simply getting free. The hardest part was dealing with that shinigami. L didn't know of any way to neutralize a shinigami, and as long as he was restrained he couldn't easily conduct any experiments to try and determine if Rem had a weakness. The most important thing was to keep Misa talking as much as possible. The more she talked, the more likely it would be that L could deduce some vital information.

L said, "Misa, I did a terrible thing to Light. I was desperate, and it was a sloppy, immoral move. The great detective L should have done something better than that."

L listened. Yes! He'd done it! Misa launched into a long, detailed rant on everything that was wrong and bad about L and everything that was wonderful and great about Light. L could do this, he was sure. He could get Misa to talk a lot every day, and eventually, she would let something useful slip past.

But then, Misa ended her rant and left in disgust. The voice didn't return. L waited in the blindfold-induced darkness, his legs slowly cramping. He badly wanted to assume his normal posture, curled up, his knees to his chest, but his bindings prevented him. L called out repeatedly, but nobody answered. The worst thing was not knowing the passage of time. L had no idea how long it had been, but he did notice his lips gradually drying out, his stomach cramping from hunger. He called out for food and water, over and over. There was no response. Then, at last he started to really need to pee. The urge got more and more intense, and L asked for someone to help him. He explained the situation. Even if he couldn't be untied, a bedpan would be appreciated.

But, the unbearable pressure just kept growing until L gave in and wet himself. It was awful and dirty and humiliating, and it irritated his skin. At first it was warm, but then the soaked cloth of the hospital gown gradually chilled, an uncomfortable cold wetness against his crotch and upper legs. Nobody ever came or answered, and at last, L's head lolled to the side and he went to sleep.

A/N (Author's Note):

All author's notes on all chapters have been deleted on adult-fanfiction.org as I got a warning for "Fifty Days" that only 600 words are allowed in author's notes for a fic, so if you want to see the author's notes read this fic on other archives instead.
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